-It seems bloody obvious, but playing the guitar was possibly the most difficult thing that Miguel did with his free time. This was because, playing the guitar was like writing down his feelings. Which feelings was the most difficult thing to explain. Although he played songs that artists today created, he figured to give himself a break and learn the chords, however, he added in more chords if possible and let his fingers dance down the neck. Giving the essential tips in his playing that he more lost within the song than he ever could be. Crossed legged on the sofa bed, facing the wall while he glances to Not entirely sure if he was completely alone or not, but he continued to play. He continued to smile, he continued to be as happy as he wished to be. Happiness is a mental state of ones well being and usually Miguel was constantly in that state because he was use to being able to forum and shape with the atmosphere around him. Even if things seemed rough and they were almost there living with nothing, that was not the case. They always had something, and sometimes when playing this song on his guitar and mentally singing the lyrics to himself, it made him look up more. Toward the stars while the world outside began to turn dark and limited with life, what people did not know is a whole new life began. While the lamp shade over head gave him one spot light. Their small flat running on little fuel, making it cold and stiff. He still found the energy to pluck the chords and let the song roll from his hands. 

What was happiness to him? Even knowing that he really didn’t have much to look forward to, he never would be able to give up. Suppose that is what being an artist really does contain of, rather you paint, draw, or play, you still are able to express yourself. Even with people like Tulio. The Spaniard was an artistic being trying to make it through the world. With different interests and sometimes rough edges, Miguel still was able to understand how he saw the world. He couldn’t speak for everyone, but the most sublime act he would ever do is place another person before himself, which is what this song portrayed. When you grew up with nothing, and you constantly craved for more and when you get it.. you don’t want to let it go. This artists doesn’t walk away from something or someone that others would, he couldn’t. In the end, there was still Tulio and they learnt the hard way that they couldn’t rely on the world.. but to rely on each other, that’s something that will never change. That’s something that he found so wonderful to the world, is that even it seems like it is crashing and falling on you, someone will be there to pick up the heavy of your shoulders. 

Eyelids closed while he played the chords, and with that ,he didn’t know how to end it so he left the chords nearly drop while he lifted his hands. A heavy sigh escaped from him while he found he was extremely tired. Tired of missing Tulio and tired of feeling like he couldn’t grasps that song justice. Still, the attempt to try just now was worth it, and it always will be.-